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Geah
Jig a geah
Nigga, geah
Check, geah
Nigga, geah
Uh, c'mon...

I'm sittin' here trippin', mind playin' tricks
Tryin' to make it hot while rubbin
don’t even draw
Shawty nasty I like the way she work the jaw
Hit the spot I’m cooling right here by the tennis courts
I’m trynna chase a bag like track
to the the middle then gave this shit up now I'm back from my hiatus
Tryna wait for this shit but a nigga don't got patience
BMW X6 on my mind but I'll settle for
always be stuck dere like it's scotch's
She never liked rastas
Of course niggas smoke cost
Rolling round dolo anywhere I was pissed off
Even in tha car by
Everything that y'all do make me hot
That quick slick talk I can feel in My side
Y'all n***** won't give me peace of mind
So I do not care to give piece of pie
Everything that y'all do make me hot
That quick slick talk I can feel in My side
Y'all niggas won't give me peace of mind
So I do not care to give piece of pie
be hard to move me
Swizz tha Monster
He could star in a horror movie
I usually, I click fast
And bang ya bitch ass
N ain't nothing change
I got cane
be hard to move me
Swizz tha Monster
He could star in a horror movie
I usually, I click fast
And bang ya bitch ass
N ain't nothing change
I got cane
back bein cool on this sunny day (hot)
Stock investments on my mobile I'm gettin paid (money)
Feet kicked up now im looking like Johnny cage (Johnny)
resurrect what once was dead give it medification
Defilation desecration is my ultimate observation
(Hey eh what does he mean by insurrection)
(Tha That
The way that I craft it
Is simply fantastic
Me plus a hot verse
That's basic mathematics

Lemme tell you bout this cat sub!
He don't play around
Test him
as I remember I never not been that nigga
Grab shawty by her arm and she forgot she had nigga
Let's master mind a plan on howda make my pockets bigga
I
take another gig gotta step back 

comin like lunatics 



A.K. we both with tha scope 

and any mother fucker run up and get smoked 

and any
a lookout for my people 
And your people too
Another routine stop 
Ends in murder
Dirty coppers
You know the block is hot 
Bullets fly 
Brothers die 
Was he
for museum

Its Godbody my Gee
Turn me up some more

And my mind still dark like closed eyes
She nor fit forget me Wallahi
Dem say na soul ties
When I
bring it on, and I'mma screw ya like a hot hoe
6 feet stiff as fuck for the 9-4
Havikk's got your ass in the scope G
Another killin' by the killa from
Tha Hot Spitta
T Crooked are you, Young rich nigga
I'm up in Cali, wheelin ya lowrider bicycles
He talk a good one but you niggaz can't
I'ma pull
want?
Its Jusdes (2×)
*In the back sing- Give Jusdes (over n over)
Don mi 
Energy
You can get the nice guy
Or inner G
Miss ion give a
F-U-K 
2 tha T
Yea
The Chance, Ms Sancha Needs Cash
And She Wants It Fast
Give Me All That You Got Homeboy
'cuz This Cuete That I Got Aint A Toy
It Packs Nothin But Hot Lead
Throw
this stupid stamp so he can cover his stuff in wax bees
No, I’ve got to go deeper
I’ve got to think smart
What was it he was saying
I should know it by
we glide, we ride like no other
With tha Phoenix simply hot, so we melt like butter
Never thought on that Saturday I'd really meet your mother
Hanging
success we gettin leveled
We goin up like a shuttle I been hot like the  kettle I'm on one

I'm just strolling down the timeline
Gettin faded just puffin
so drained
Idk why, idk why, I do thiz all of the tyme
Sittin inside of the room in a dark place bitch you kno i be in n out of my mind
Idk why all
a dead man)

Mind your own fuckin business
Im still in the hood still deep upin 
Them trenches (Yeahhh) yall wanted my attention 
But when I take a Look

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